Alexi’s apartment is huge. Walking in the door, ushered by four big burly men I know from the club, all in complete silence. I don’t even take the time to acknowledge them individually or look up past heavy black coats and broad chests to recognise each one. Just a group of intimidating security in matching outfits and earpieces who escorted me from car door to apartment door.

I have no words anyway. I'm dishevelled, filthy, and broken inside as I’m led into a massive open-plan ...